Friday, May 30, 2008

One of the many issues that M & I have is the inability to be sure when we can meet.

A couple of weeks ago we had the perfect opportunity. At short notice my wife had taken the kids over to see her parents while some work was done on the house and I wasn't to join them for a couple of days; I would be home alone (at least for a night). Perfect opportunity thought I.

I sent M a text letting her know what was happening and to find out if she was free. I immediately got a text back saying yes! and we started to make arrangements for her to come round.

All day I looked forward to the evening, M and I would be alone, no lunchtime rush to get back to work, just time to relax, fuck, eat, drink, relax and fuck some more.

I left work early to make sure everything was just right at home. I tidied up the spare room, made sure that there were clean sheets on the bed (which I'd have to take off and wash before the trouble and strife got back), made sure that the champagne was chilling, the ice cream was soft and the chocolate sauce was warm.

I was just stepping out of the shower when the phone rang. It was M. My heart started racing and my cock started rising as I answered. And flopped as I heard her tone of voice. Hubby had decided to cut his trip short and would be arriving back any minute.

That evening of debauchery became reduced to one of solo fun.

That was not the first time such a thing has happened nor, I'm sure, will it be the last. On too many occasions one or the other of us has had to call things off at the last minute for reasons as diverse as having a partner or child return home expectantly to finding out that your work colleagues are going to use the company flat after all. I suppose we have been quite luck not to have been caught. I was even in M's house once when her husband came home. Fortunately we hadn't started to get busy so my "just popped round" excuse worked.

I really shouldn't complain about this. It's one of the (many) restrictions you have to impose on yourself when having an affair that you must keep secret. Even if there only a small chance of being discovered, you have to be prepared to cancel. This is one of the main reasons that M nearly always waits until her husband is out of the country before she'll arrange an intimate meeting.

We sometimes wonder about the excitement that the danger of discovery may bring to an encounter. Discovery either by one of our partners or just general discovery. This can be quiet a turn on as we found out last summer when out for a lunchtime walk in Holyrood Park. Finding a reasonably secluded spot amongst the gorse bushes, M proceeded to give me a very pleasant hand job under the blanket we were wrapped in (this was a Scottish summer!!). A couple of times we heard other people walking past not that far from us, some just out of sight. Whenever this occurred, M stopped her stroking so as not to be too obvious but continued to squeeze.

The thought of strangers passing by only a few feet away was an incredible turn on for us both and my cock swelled between her tight fingers and her nipples swelled between mine. I could feel the heat of her pussy through the thin material of her dress as she pressed herself hard against my thigh (she was quite emphatic that she wouldn't let me fuck her in such a public place but she just couldn't resist a bit of gratification). Quite a few times on that occasion I was just about ready to cum when M had to stop. As you can imagine, this caused quite a build up. When I could just wait no longer, M quickly dived under the blanket and took me in her mouth just as my cum spurted out of my cock. She slipped back out just as we heard someone else going past.

It did seem that the whole of Edinburgh was walking past that day but it must of only have been a handful of people and none of them paid us any attention, they were probably looking for their own secluded spot. But, the though of getting caught did turn us both on. One day, maybe, we'll find some secluded enough to fuck but then we wouldn't have the thrill of the danger.

On another note, you'll notice that it's been a while since I've posted. While I may not be posting as often as I was, I'll try to be a bit more regular.

The fear of discovery is an enormous turn-on... i read your piece and found myself getting wet just at the thought of your two getting it on. (And i could picture Holyrood Park which made it all the more real to me!)

I haven't been around myself much the last month or so, and in my incarnation as Juno i won't ever be around again -- but i haven't disappeared completely. Email me and i'll let you know where you can find me... if you want to.